Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2007 04:41:08 -0800 (PST)
From: Steam Train <steam_t2007@yahoo.com>
Subject: Exposed Story 4

Exposed
By Steam Train    (steam_t2007@yahoo.com)


`A series of unrelated short stories capturing the
humiliation and embarrassment suffered by the stories
character when their late or early development is
exposed upon being made naked in public'.


Story Four


Up the road about a block from where I lived there
were a few acres of woods that acted as a buffer
between our suburb and the next. In those woods there
was an old shed that looked like it had been there
from long before all the surrounding suburbs had been
built. It was pretty dilapidated but over the last
year or so a group of us kids had patched it up and it
had become our private club house. The entrance door
to the clubhouse was on the south side and entered
into a larger main room and off to the west there was
a smaller room, but only the rusted hinges of the
internal door that once separated the large and small
rooms remained. There were old curtains draped across
the windows of both rooms and the floor was compacted
dirt.

Tiffany Anson with the assistance of her two best
friends, Leanne Penn and Nicole Brealey had claimed
the clubhouse as their own in recent months and with
their large group of female hangers on, had pushed us
boy's aside, allowing us in to the clubhouse only when
Tiffany or her two Lieutenants condoned it.

Tiffany was 15 and Leanne and Nichole were 14, all
much older than me, I am 12. All the guys who hung out
at the clubhouse were aged between 11 and 13 except
for Brady Lamont who was 14. Brady was Nichole's
boyfriend; we all sort of looked up to him and feared
him. He could be a real bully if you got on the wrong
side of him. All us younger guys however admired and
envied his grown up looks and how he had a girlfriend.
This summer I learnt that his relationship with
Nichole was a very one sided one indeed and that in
truth he was a wimp when it came to girls unlike how
he bullied us guys!

One day earlier this summer I had snuck up to the
clubhouse and peeked into the window of the largest
room in the clubhouse to see if the girls were about.
If they were I was going home, wanting to have nothing
to do with them. When I peeked in however I spied
Brady inside with Nichole accompanied by Tiffany and
Leanne. I was about to slink away when something
happened that stopped me dead in my tracks.

I didn't know then what the girls had over Brady and I
nearly got myself caught when I let out a gasp of
surprise upon hearing Tiffany order, "Strip,
everything off now Brady, shoes, socks, shirt, jeans,
underpants, everything. We want to see you naked,"

Brady blushed, but didn't even hesitate to begin to
strip off, as if he was frightened at the consequences
of not instantly obeying Tiffany's order. He bent over
and untied his shoes then he took off his socks and
after a momentary pause he undid his belt and
unsnapped the waist of his jeans then removed them.
Next he pulled his tee shirt off over his head before
quickly pulling his boxers down and stepped out of
them.

At 14, Brady was of course a lot more developed than
me. I was only 12 years and 2 months old however I had
started puberty, though it was my private secret.
Having started puberty was a fact that made me feel
real good about myself, though I wanted no one else to
know this very private information. I hadn't really
shot up that much in height, being just 5 feet 4
inches tall and weighing just under 100 pounds, so my
secret development was not really noticeable as yet. I
already had a sparse scattering of shortish 1 inch
long dark brown pubes covering a small semi circle
about a _ inch deep above my penis. My balls had
become plump but had not begun to hang down as yet and
my penis when erect was still a fairly short 3 _
inches.

Brady had nicely tanned skin which accentuated his now
exposed tan line. His penis was becoming erect as I
watched. It was clearly already bigger than mine and
when it fully erected it had to be over 5 _ inches in
length. He was circumcised and the head of his erect
penis was noticeably a dark shade of pink and stood
out in contrast to the pale skin of his shaft. Brady
also had nearly two inches of course, black hair above
the base of his penis and even some on his scrotum
which was hanging full and long.

"Jerk that cock of yours off now, show us how much you
can spurt" Tiffany ordered the blushing Brady.

Again Brady hardly hesitated, before he wrapped his
fingers around his erect shaft and started to jerk
off. In no time at all some precum started to flow,
which was spread over the head of his penis by his
jerking action making everything look extra slippery.

Soon Brady started to grunt and groan and his
breathing increased. Whilst Brady was rubbing his
shaft his other hand was busy softly tickling his
balls which had begun to pull up towards his groin and
were no longer so low hanging. More precum flowed from
the tip of his penis as Brady stroked faster and
faster until he arched his back, curled his toes, let
out a loud groan and then pumped four ever decreasing
shots of creamy white cum out onto the dirt floor.

I didn't hang around to see what happened next, and my
opinion of Brady had been lowered somewhat, though I
was impressed with his body. I vowed to myself that
there was no way I would ever allow myself to be
stripped naked against my will and certainly not on
the order of any girl, especially Tiffany and her two
lieutenants.

That having been said, watching someone else suffer
that humiliation had been very arousing and that night
and many other times after that I jerked off in bed
thinking back over the events that I had observed that
day at the clubhouse.

It was only a matter of days after that and my vow to
myself that there was no way I would ever allow myself
to be stripped naked in front of Tiffany and her two
lieutenants proved misguided.

Tiffany, Leanne and Nichole confronted me outside my
own house with the news that they knew I had been
spying on them when they stripped Brady. It seems some
of their female followers had been in the clubhouse
when Brady arrived and Tiffany had sent them to wait
out in the woods till they had finished with Brady. I
had come in from the other direction and had not
noticed them.

Nichole told me Brady was going to punch my head in
for spying on him.

I almost fainted and peed my pants at this news. Brady
was way bigger and stronger than me. He was a bully
and I had seen him bash a few guys over the last year,
I didn't want to join that list.

I agreed to come with the girls to the clubhouse and
meet Brady. They guaranteed if I did this, they would
not let him bash me up. They kept their word on that
but to appease Brady and the girls for spying on them,
I did what I had vowed to myself I would never do. In
fear and humiliation I agreed to strip naked before
the three girls and Brady as well.

When we arrived at the clubhouse Tiffany informed me,
"You need to learn real quickly Trent that around here
we girls are in control, we make the rules and you
boys obey. When I tell you to get naked, you will
strip instantly."

"Yeah and if you don't Trent, Brady will bash you"
Nichole added.

Much later I learned that Brady had stolen some
`joints' and money from Nicole's 19 year old brother's
room, which Nichole found out about when Brady
carelessly bragged and as soon as Nicole informed
Tiffany, 14 year old Brady had been scared shitless
that Nichole's brother would be told that he was the
thief and bash him. Brady was a big boy to us but he
was just a little boy compared to Nicole's brother.

"I want you naked now Trent!" Tiffany ordered.

Like Brady, I didn't hesitate to follow her orders, in
my case I was scared of Brady bashing me if I didn't!.
Soon I was down to just my boxers but there I froze,
humiliation and embarrassment overcoming my fear of
being bashed.

`Why have you stopped? Shack those boxers now" Tiffany
ordered.

I looked at the three girls and Brady, hoping for a
sign of sympathy or a reprieve but all their eyes were
focused on the small tent bulging in the front of my
boxers.

I was almost crying and very red faced.

"Brady go take off Trent's underwear" Tiffany ordered.

That got a reaction from me. "No, no, stay away from
me, I can do it" I screamed as I backed away from the
advancing Brady.

Nicole grabbed me, stopping me from retreating any
more and pinned my struggling arms behind my back.
Gleefully Brady approached me, revenge in his eyes.
"Payback is a bitch" he said as he grabbed my boxers
and rapidly pulling them down and off me.

Immediately my boner bounced up, almost touching my
lightly haired pubic area causing Leanne to giggle at
the sight and the others just to stare at what had
just been exposed. I meanwhile stood there naked and
blushed so profusely that my skin felt like it could
cook an egg!

"Start jerking off' Tiffany ordered,

"I can't, I just can't, please don't make me" I
blustered out

"You will unless you want Brady to bash you" Nichole
responded

"Start rubbing now!" Tiffany ordered.

Slowly, ever so slowly, between my sobs I began
rubbing my already erect penis.

"Faster Trent, do it faster," demanded Tiffany."

I reluctantly picked up the pace as my body again
burned bright with humiliation. My fingers curled
around my shaft and moved quicker and quicker. As I
stroked pre-cum squeezed from the tip of my penis just
like I had seen with Brady and smeared over the head
and hard pusating shaft of my penis. I began stroking
and fondling my scrotum and balls with my other hand
just like Brady had done as the feelings of pleasure
flooded through my groin and I began to forget
momentarily where I was and who was watching me
perform this most private of private acts.

I didn't know where to look as my penis throbbed
accompanied by a delicious feeling in my groin whilst
my muscles clenched, and one small shot of watery
semen burst from the head of my penis, like a shot
from a cannon and onto the dirt floor followed by a
couple of litlle dribbles as I let ot a gutteral moan
of relief and pleasure.

"That all your capable of Trent? What a
dissappointment you have proven to be" Tiffany
scorned. "Get dressed and be gone. In future remember
who's in charge here and when I, Nicole or Leanne ask
you to do anything in the future you will do them
instantly without question and with haste just like
Brady does otherwise Brady will bash you!. Oh and rest
assured some of those things I ask of you to do will
involve you being naked."

I noticed Brady blush at Tiffany's comment as I
hurredly dressed and exited from the clubhouse to the
laughter and derision of the three girls.

Within a few weeks Tiffany and the girls had called me
back alone to the clubhouse and informed me that they
had noticed my friend from school, Steve Palmer who
lived a few blocks away hanging about with me in my
street.

"Leanne likes the look of the little guy, Even though
he doesn't look it, I believe he's the same age as
you, so we want you to get him naked before us so we
can see what he's got" Tiffany blatantly informed me

`How can I do that? I haven't even seen him naked
myself. He's a real modest sort of guy. He`ll never
just agree to be naked and if we force him naked he
will tell for sure" I informed them.

"We have a plan. We have done a bit of research about
Steve through some of our younger female club members
and we have come up with a plan for you to trick Steve
into being naked as he acts as your witness and
assistant whilst you strip naked before us as pay back
of the bet you lost when I beat you in the bike race
today" Tiffany informed me.

"But you didn't beat me ^Å^Å"

"Are you dense or what?" Tiffany blasted at me as the
other two girls giggled at her comment.

"Oh yeah I get it, it's a made up story" I replied.

"Derrrr" replied Leanne.

Their plan was going to be embarrassing for me. There
was no doubt I was going to be naked in front of the
three girls again and in front of my best friend
Steve. Just as I had never seen him naked, he had
never seen me naked either!

There was also no guarantee in the girl's plan that
Steve would end up naked. He might sense danger and
make a run for it. If he tried to escape I doubted if
the girls would try to stop him. Their plan was to
trick him into being naked not restrain him and strip
him. They hoped he would take his role as my assistant
and witness very seriously and when their engineered
crisis came, that he would not suspecting personal
danger and humiliation try to escape but instead stay
with me, his best friend, to support me before the
girls. Of course if he did stay with me, he was a very
likely doomed to being exposed!

Even though I had been naked before the girls on that
one previous occasion my nervousness at having to tell
Steve about my loss to Tiffany in a fictitious bike
race and the consequences of that loss was far greater
than that embarrassing time, so much so that I was
actually shaking as I braced my self to tell Steve.

Steve laughed at me when I confessed that I had lost
to Tiffany in a bike race. I felt so small and his
laughing only made me fell worse, it was as if I was a
disgrace to the local male population. When I went on
to tell him that the bet for the race had been that
the looser strips in front of the winner his laughing
turned to raucous uncontrolled spasms. There were
tears in his eyes he laughed at me so much.

"You mean you have to get naked in front of Tiffany
Anson' Steve managed to get out between laughs.

"Yeah, ^Å.. I have to stand totally naked in front of
her and let her inspect me!" I informed Steve.

He may have been laughing at me but he was also
aroused somewhat at the thought of my upcoming trauma,
because I noticed his pants were slightly tented.

"Man that is going to be so embarrassing, she is
probably just kidding, don't do it. She can't make
you" Steve responded.

"Oh she's not kidding, you know Tiffany well enough to
know she never kids. She means it alright. If I don't
front she's going public about my humiliating loss and
she's got Brady Lamont lined up to bash me if I don't
keep my promise. I really thought I would beat her and
get to see her naked, didn't think a girl would beat
me!" I elaborated to Steve.

"Fuck your in the shit, Lamont is such a fucking
bully, glad it's you having to do this and not me.
You're going to be so fucking nervous stripping naked
in front of Tiffany Anson. At least her two leaches,
Nicole and Leanne won't be there to see your
humiliation" Steve replied.

"But they are, that's the problem" I informed him.

"What, you have to be naked in front of Leanne Penn
and Nicole Brealey as well as Tiffany Anson?" Steve
exclaimed.

"Yeah unfortunately! They are Tiffany's witnesses to
the fact that I showed up and also Tiffany's
protection so she is not alone with a naked guy. When
I protested that two witnesses were not required,
Tiffany just told me it wasn't negotiable, I'd lost,
so I had to suffer the consequences. She said there
was no way she was going to be alone with a naked boy,
 though she did relent a little and told me I could
bring my own witness so I too felt safe and to ensure
that there was no cheating."

So ^Å , Penn and Brealey get to see me naked too, but
at least I can have a friend there to witness that I
did carry out my promise' I said.

Steve said nothing so I braced my self and asked.

"Would you accompany me as my witness?"

Steve blushed a little but said nothing for quite a
while before finally replying, "Umm I dunno Trent,
sounds embarrassing to me".

`Please Steve, I need a witness and you're my best
friend. I don't trust anyone else to witness this
except you. Don't make me go alone. Besides it's me
that's going to be embarrassed not you, or if you are,
your embarrassment will be nothing like how
embarrassed I will be" I replied.

His pants were still tented, in fact slightly more so
if anything. He though about my request for a while,
it was probably only a few seconds but it seemed a lot
longer before he nodded his head and agreed.

"Ok I guess that's what best friends are for, but I'm
sure glad it's you not me. You positive you don't mind
me witnessing your humiliation and that all I have to
do is witness that you do it?" Steve asked.

Well of course I did mind him witnessing my
humiliation, but that was not the answer I needed to
give. I also needed to be careful as to what he was
going to be doing!

"You're my best friend, who else could I trust to keep
what you see a secret? The girls told me I can have a
witness to ensure they do not cheat and that the
witness can assist in helping me get naked, by
guarding my clothes, making sure they don't get
pinched" I carefully explained.

He shrugged then smiled, but I was sure the tent in
his pants though not big had grown somewhat bigger
again. "Guess I can do that" Steve replied.

The appointed afternoon was set for two days time once
I confirmed to Tiffany that Steve was coming. At the
appointed time Steve rode his bike over to my place
and we walked the block to the woods. He looked as
nervous as I felt. I was sure he suspected nothing
untoward, he was just a very modest sort of guy and
doing anything like this was new to him.

Brady Lamont was on guard outside the shack. He just
smirked at me as we approached and told me the girls
were inside waiting. I noticed him eyeing Steve up,
but he said nothing to him.

When I entered the main room Leanne locked the door
behind us. My eyes took a few seconds to begin to
adjust to the dimmer light inside. As my eyes adjusted
I looked around. Against the northern wall of the
large room a make shift throne had been constructed
consisting of an old discarded lounge chair placed on
three timber pallets. Tiffany was enthroned upon it
from where she could inspect the persons assembled
before her. Nicole was standing to her left and Leanne
moved over and stood to her right.

I introduced Steve to the girls. They had seen him
around; but they had never lowered themselves to
actually speak to Steve as he was a younger guy.

Steve had a very young looking face with neat sandy
blonde hair and vivid blue eyes. He was slim and
short, standing at 5 feet 2 inches and weighing 90
pounds. He was very athletic and had the cutest smile.
Steve was 6 months older than me and would turn 13 in
4 months. I was however two inches taller and weighed
a little more than Steve and defiantly looked older
than he did.

Tiffany curtly welcomed Steve and then made him
promise to act all afternoon as my witness and helper
and not to tell anyone of what he witnessed unless he
had to do so to confirm that I had carried out my side
of the bet. Tiffany added in the word `helper' as well
as witness to the promise but Steve did not pick up on
this and promised to do just as Tiffany had asked.

Tiffany then launched into the speech she had
practised with me. She informed me that I was to go
into the second room and remove all my clothes. She
informed Steve that he was to assist me as my witness
and should take each item of clothing as I handed it
to him, fold it and place it in the far corner of the
second room where it would be the furthest distance
away from the big room and thus as safe as they could
be kept whilst I was naked.

Tiffany told Steve he was to stand in that far corner
and take my clothing and that I was to face him and
the corner whilst I undressed, ensuring nothing of my
privates could be seen from the door by any of the
girls till it was the time of their choosing to see me
naked.

Steve looked uncertain about his role but before he
had time to say anything, Nicole and Leanne moved away
from Tiffany, Nichole taking my hand and Leanne
Steve's  and  moved us into the second room and across
to the far corner. Leanne placed Steve in the corner
facing back towards me as Nichole positioned me in
front of him.

"Start undressing Trent as soon as we leave, take
everything off down to just your underpants. Steve, as
Trent's witness, it's your job to call out to Tiffany
when he's down to his underpants and let her know. She
will tell you both what to do next after that" Nichole
instructed, then turned and with Leanne and left the
room.

This whole charade may have been a trap to ensnare
Steve naked but it also involved me being naked in
front of my best friend for the first time. I could
feel myself blushing as I bent down and removed my
joggers and socks and handed them to Steve one at a
time.

Nervously Steve took them and as instructed and placed
them behind him into the corner. Each time as he
turned, I noticed the slight bulge in his pants. He
was at least partially aroused!

Next I removed my white tee shirt and then slid my
black shorts down. I had chosen to wear the plainest
boxers I owned. A pair of beige striped cotton boxers
with a dark brown waist strip.

Steve's eyes were averted from my nearly naked body
but when he thought I was not looking I am sure he
took a peek.

I had suspected that Steve would be very shy and
modest about seeing me undress and confided my concern
to Tiffany, so she had come up with a plan which she
hoped would force Steve to get involved. The plan of
course involved added humiliation for me!

Being down to wearing just my boxers, Steve did as he
had been told, "He's down to his boxers" Steve called
out to Tiffany.

"Good! Now listen carefully both of you" Tiffany
commanded, "I want this to be as embarrassing as
possible for Trent so that he suffers the most for
loosing to me. Also I don't want to see any of Trent's
puny little boy stuff till he is standing right in
front of me. So this is what is going to happen. Trent
you put your hands on your head. Steve as Trent's
witness you're his helper, so when his hands are on
his head you pull his boxers off. That will add a lot
to my plan to have him embarrassed as much as possible
by today's activities."

"Umm I don't ^Å. " Steve began to say in protest but
was cut short by Tiffany who continued.

"When Trent's naked in front of you Steve and you have
put his underpants away, let me know he's naked and I
will tell you what I want done with Trent, so that
when he walks in to stand naked in front of me, I
don't see his privates till I am ready" Tiffany
concluded.

I kept quite. I knew this was coming. Knowing however
made it no less humiliating or embarrassing. In fact
it seemed to make it worse!

Steve however looked scared and the red blush that had
swept across his face indicated to me that he was far
from happy with what Tiffany had just asked of him.

"I don't want to pull his boxers down" Steve called
out.

"And why not?' Tiffany asked, "You're his witness, his
helper, his best friend! You agreed to help as his
witness and helper now your reneging. That's not what
good friends do Steve. You promised to witness and
help. Now you want to quit? If you don't want to do
it, that's fine, but you have to leave. You promised
to witness and help, if you won't keep your promise
you can't stay here. Leave now and abandon Trent to
us, unprotected by his so called friend".

Tiffany's ferocious attack had its desired effect. I
could see it in Steve's face. He didn't want to remove
my boxers but he was feeling guilty. I'm sure his mind
was in turmoil. He was embarrassed to be made to do
this, yet in another way I am sure he wanted to see me
naked. It's a normal human condition isn't it! I had
the same feelings about seeing him naked. I hated the
fact the girls were forcing me to do this yet I was
aroused at the thought of finding out exactly what my
best friend looked like naked.

When Steve made no immediate reply, Tiffany from the
other room asked, "Well are you leaving or helping
your best friend?"

"I promised I'd help Trent and I will, but do I have
to take off his boxers" Steve pleaded.

"You're his helper and that included doing what ever I
order to help him as part of his payback for loosing
the bet. That's what you promised to do. I understand
Steve that you don't want to embarrass your friend but
it's not you embarrassing him, it's us. He lost and he
has to pay off his bet. Your just helping him do what
ever he has to do as part of that, ok?" Tiffany
replied.

" ^Å^Å ok" Steve replied quietly.

I put my hands on my head as ordered and slowly Steve
reached across to the waistband of my boxers. I was
trembling slightly with nerves and I could feel my
face burning a deep red as Steve's hands touched the
waistband of my boxers, his fingertips digging in
under the elastic and then pulling it out as he got a
firm grip before he slowly lowered my boxers, slowly,
ever so slowly revealing my naked genitals to his eyes
for the first time.

Steve wasn't looking at my groin. He appeared to be as
embarrassed as I was. There was a terrible period of
silence, a period during which Steve reached down as I
lifted my feet and removed my boxers leaving me
totally naked.

"He's naked" Steve called out to Tiffany.

"Good, good. Is he blushing?" Tiffany asked.

I was blushing I could feel it, but her comment made
me turn crimson from utter humiliation.

Steve chuckled then replied, "Very much so". As he
said this his eyes drifted down to my groin. There was
no doubt he was checking me out for the first time.
Taking in the sight of my sparse scattering of pubes,
my short skinny 3 _ inch erect penis and my plump but
not descended ball sack.

He looked impressed, almost envious, I think I was
more developed than he expected.

"You've got pubes!" Steve whispered, it was a
statement not a question

"Yep, for the last four months or so" I whispered back
proudly.

He said nothing further but a slight smile crept
across his face. He was enjoying my humiliation and
embarrassment despite himself.

"Excellent" responded Tiffany to Steve's comment on my
blushing, "That's what I want to hear. I want Trent
blushing more than he has ever blushed before. This is
going to be so humiliating for him. I bet he is glad
you stayed to help him through this day".

I nodded my confirmation to Steve, trying to reinforce
to Steve that I appreciated him being there with me.

"Ok Steve the next thing I need you to help Trent with
is to ensure that the girls and I don't see any of his
privates till I order him exposed. So what I need you
to do is cup both your hands over his boy parts so
they are covered whilst Trent keeps his hands on his
head. Then when you are ready both of you walk out
here, you walking beside him making sure your hands
are cupped tightly over his privates, keeping him
covered so we do not see anything till I tell you take
your hands away. If I see any bit of him you will have
failed in your job as helper and will find yourself
naked beside him if you spoil our fun" Tiffany
ordered.

I could see Steve was real uncomfortable with this. I
guess however his previous conversation with Tiffany
had left him with nowhere to manoeuvre except walk out
and leave me.

I knew he wouldn't do that now!

Slowly, ever so slowly Steve bought his hands over to
my groin and cupped them over my penis and balls. At
first he left a gap and didn't actually touch me, but
I whispered that the girls would see me before Tiffany
gave the order for me to be exposed if he left his
hands where they were, so reluctantly he bought his
hands in so tightly that in covering my throbbing
penis and balls he was actually touching them.

It tickled slightly. I had never been touched on the
naked skin of my genitals before. Tiffany's plan
however was that I would react as if I was very
ticklish in this area. When the girls had quizzed me
and others about Steve I had mentioned that he was a
very ticklish guy. You could reduce him to a crumpled
heap on the ground by tickling him almost anywhere you
choose on his body. I had never tickled his genitals
even through clothing of course, though occasionally I
had playfully punched softly at his groin as guys our
age do.

I deliberately squirmed and burst out laughing,
pleading for Steve to stop tickling me.

My reaction caught him by surprise. He had often tried
to extract revenge on me for all the times I had
tickled him to little or no success. I wasn't very
ticklish anywhere, except the soles of my feet and he
had never discovered that secret. Now all of a sudden
he had me at his mercy.

"What's going on in there" Tiffany asked.

"H ^Å h ^Å he's tickling me" I spluttered out.

"Steve, stop tickling Trent" Tiffany ordered.

"I didn't mean too. I didn't know he was so ticklish
around his privates, all I was doing was covering him
up so you didn't see him naked till you gave the
order" Steve explained.

"Thanks to you Tiffany, Steve now he knows the only
place I'm ticklish and that I'm only ticklish on the
naked skin, I'm suspect I'm in for it big time after
this. Steve has been seeking revenge for all the times
I have tickled him and now he knows the secret he can
get his revenge" I added reinforcing the situation
that was planned to bring about Steve's downfall.

"Do I care? ^Å.. No, so get on with it you two and stop
mucking about" Tiffany ordered.

Steve had withdrawn his hands when I reacted to the
tickling sensations but now he again cupped his hands
tightly over my penis and balls. I squirmed as if I
was suffering greatly from the tickling sensation and
I felt Steve's fingers move about just ever so
slightly, he was obviously relishing this new power he
had just discovered over me.

"We're ready to come out" Steve called out to Tiffany.

"Good, bring him out Steve and be careful. If the
girls or I see Trent's privates before I order them
exposed, you will be joining him naked!" Tiffany
asserted.

I felt Steve's fingers twitch involuntarily on my
groin when Tiffany mentioned him being naked.

We walked slowly out into the main room. It was an
awkward procession. I had my hands on my head and
Steve was walking crab like beside me struggling to
maintain his hands clasped over my groin. This task
was made all the more difficult because I was
pretending to be in distress due to the tickling
sensations Steve's fingers were causing me. I squirmed
and almost crumpled to the floor just like he was
prone to do when tickled on a couple of occasions.

These actions were supposed to expose me prematurely
but Steve somehow managed to keep me covered, forcing
his hands tightly against my groin. So in desperation
with Tiffany's plan nearly foiled by Steve's skilful
covering of my groin,

Therefore I squirmed with renewed vigour. Steve as he
had done before clasped me tight, but now knew what he
would do, so as soon as he did this, I reacted as if
the increased pressure was an extreme form of tickling
and laughing uncontrollably whilst crumpling fully to
the dirt floor, copying the motions I had seen Steve
perform on the numerous occasions I had caused this to
occur to him in the past.

Before Tiffany and her two Lieutenants I was laying
naked on the floor. Steve was momentarily left
standing above me before be bent over and attempted to
again cover my exposed groin with his hands.

"No Steve, no more tickling please" I begged as I
deliberately moved my genitals away from his hands.

"I told you to keep him covered and to stop tickling
him" Tiffany bellowed at Steve.

"I ^Å I ^Å. I ^Å. I didn't mean to, and I certainly
didn't mean to uncover him. I can't help it if he's
super ticklish down there" Steve replied nervously.

"Yes you could have, I think you deliberately tickled
him to get revenge" Nichole answered back.

"You spoilt the moment for us" Leanne added

"I told you what the consequences would be if you
failed to do your job properly" Tiffany thundered.
Seeing as you spoilt Trent's naked unveiling by
tickling him that much that he pulled away from you,
you can take all your clothes off too, right this
instant.

Steve mouth was agape and he stood there momentarily
stunned by Tiffany's order. It didn't take him very
long however to recover his thoughts and when he did
he asserted, "No way you're making me get naked. I'm
only the witness, you can't make me!" Steve defiantly
replied.

"Then go. Leave, no ones stopping you. Trent will just
have to suffer added punishment for your failure.

Steve made a movement towards the door.

"Please stay with me" I begged.

He hesitated momentarily but then again began to move
towards the door. I thought the plan had failed.

"Please!" I pleaded.

"Some friend you've got Trent. Steve's more concerned
about his precious modesty than he is about you!'
Tiffany added.

As if stung by her comment and moved by my plea, Steve
stopped, turned back to me and said, "If I stay, you
owe me big time Trent!"

"If you stay and suffer with me, I know I will owe you
big time, so when this is over you can name whatever
you want as payback and if I can manage it, I will do
it. Hand job, blow job you just name it, I'll do it!"

Steve's mouth again fell agape with shock.

"What? No^Å. no I didn't mean that. Shit no, I just
meant you owed me general like, not things like that!"
Steve responded as a renewed blush swept across his
face.

"Great idea Trent! Yes I like it, I really like it!"
Tiffany enthusiastically responded. When Steve's naked
you can give him a hand job. I will think about the
blow job but your suggestion will really embarrass
you, much more so than anything I already had thought
up for today"

"No it's alright I don't want a hand job. I don't even
want to be naked" Steve pleaded.

"Listen Steve how many times do I have to tell you
dumb boys. I'm in charge here this afternoon. I say
what can and can't be done."

"But ^Å. " Steve began to protest.

Tiffany cut him off, "No buts, Do what I order or
leave. Now just a moment ago you decided to stay, so
that means you do as I say, no buts about it! Ok?"

"Umm well, ok" Steve sighed with resignation

"Well get on with it then" Tiffany ordered when Steve
made no effort to begin undressing.

Steve looks younger than his nearly 13 years. I hoped
that those boyish looks that I found very appealing
were just looks and that he had a penis and balls as
big as Brady's. The girls and I had all wondered when
we planned this if Steve's small stature hinted at the
fact that he was only in the early stages of puberty.
Leanne had theorised that you could tell a boy's dick
size by the length of his middle finger and noted that
Steve has short fingers. Nichole said a better method
was that you could tell a guys cock size by his foot
size. I hoped for Steve's sake that that wouldn't be
the case. His fingers were short and he had small
feet, a couple of sizes smaller than my own.

With a groan of humiliation Steve kicked off his flip
flops beginning the process of his exposure. Soon we
would all know just what secrets Steve had kept
hidden. My already erect penis was twitching and
throbbing with added arousal at the though of seeing
Steve naked.

"Thanks for staying, I really appreciate it" I
whispered quietly to Steve, encouraging him in this
ordeal.

He raised his head momentarily and gave me a brief
nervous grin then returned to the task at hand,
removing his clothes.

Steve was standing with his head down, and appeared to
be almost sobbing as he forced himself to unbutton
then remove his shirt. His hands were trembling as he
fumbled with his shirt buttons but finally he was
standing bare chested before the girls and next to me.


At 12 years and 8 months Steve as expected had no
chest hair and I had not noticed any signs of pit hair
when Steve lifted his arms to remove his shirt.

"Get a move along Steve; we don't have all day"
Tiffany taunted. Steve didn't answer.

Steve reached down and fumbled with his belt before
loosening it and then unzipping his fly, then pulled
his pants down and off.

Steve still looked like he was about to cry as he
stood next to me red faced with embarrassment facing
the girls.

He was now naked except for his blue boxer shorts.

Just as Steve was about to grasp the waistband of his
boxers, Tiffany said, "I have a great idea to add to
this show, Steve, put your hands behind your head and
don't you dare try to cover up your privates or I'll
personally spank you with your own belt."

Steve placed his hands reluctantly on his head as
Tiffany continued with her instructions, "Trent you
pull his boxers off!"

Steve groaned and shut his eyes as I reached over and
pulled his underpants down.

The girls gasped then giggled as they got their first
look at Steve's naked genitals. By the looks on their
faces it was easy to see that all three girls were
disappointed with what they saw. Perhaps they were
comparing Steve to Brady, but even I had a lot more to
show than Steve now revealed.

Steve wasn't only in the early stages of puberty as
the girls had thought; in fact he hadn't started at
all! He didn't have any pubic hair, and his scrotum
was a tight wrinkled patch pulled up tight into his
groin, making his small marble sized balls hardly
discernable. His skinny circumcised penis was erect
and sticking almost straight out at no more than 3
inches.

In Steve's defence, despite his lack of development,
he still looked as cutest as, standing there blushing
in all of his prepubescent naked glory.
I
Leanne moved over to Steve and grabbed his little
erect penis, "You sure weren't hiding much were you?
Still I guess I don't really blame you for your
modesty when this is all you have" she said.

As Leanne examined Steve's genitals with her fingers a
moan from Steve could be heard. Was it pleasure or
pain? I was not sure. Leanne pulled on his penis and
stroking it until Steve was letting out regular moans
of pleasure.

Leanne's pleasure was however soon cut short by
Tiffany who said, "Lets get back down to business. We
are here to have Trent repay his debt. Steve managed
to spoil his unveiling however I guess his own
nakedness part ways makes up for that."

When Tiffany planned this day her discussions hadn't
touched on what would happen if and when Steve was
naked. I could feel the nervous tension within me
building. Knowing Tiffany she had plans for both Steve
and I.

"I like your hairless look Steve, yet Trent has some
pubes and he's 6 months younger than you. A guy who
looses to a girl shouldn't have the signs of manhood
and a guy who is younger than you shouldn't have
pubes" Tiffany pronounced.

With that Tiffany sent Nicole over to the cupboard
near the entry door and from there she removed a black
plastic shopping gag. I suspected what was in the bag
and as soon as Nicole returned my suspicions were
conformed. A safety razor, shaving cream, scissors and
a face towel were laid out on the plastic bag on the
dirt floor before me.

"Steve, your Trent's helper, so it's going to be your
job to make him a hairless little boy just like you
are. Trent, I want you to lie down on the floor on
your back with your legs spread wide so Steve can get
to your little patch of pubes more easily", ordered
Tiffany.

I could feel my face burning red with humiliation as I
shakily got down and spread my legs as obscenely wide
as I could manage. I didn't have hair on my scrotum
and there was really only hair in a small semi circle
above my penis so I don't know what was achieved by
making me spread my legs. I suspect Tiffany had me do
it because the position heightened my embarrassment.

"Steve since he's really only a little boy, grab the
scissors, trim the few paltry hairs he has, then
spread the shaving cream and shave him bald around his
dick and balls" Tiffany instructed.

Hesitantly but with a gleam in his eyes, or was it a
tear, I do not know, Steve knelt down beside me and
taking up the scissors began trimming my sparse
scattering of shortish 1 inch long dark brown pubes
that were proudly covering a small semi circle about a
_ inch deep above my penis. There wasn't much hair
there and soon what I did have was reduced to stubble.

Next Steve began applying the shaving cream around my
pubic area then he picked up the safety razor in his
hand and began scraping it methodically across my
pubes, removing the last vestiges of my once proud
symbol of maturity and manhood.

As he did this, Steve's other hand held my penis up
and away from my body and the razor. I was so
distressed at loosing my prime symbol of manhood, my
pubes, that I just sobbed quietly from the abject
shame and embarrassment of the situation I found
myself in. It only took a short while for all the
signs of my growing manliness to be removed. There was
poetic justice in my shame and humiliation I guess. I
had done this to get the sexual satisfaction of seeing
my best friend naked and to avoid Brady Lamont. Steve
seemed to have enjoyed denuding me of my pubes,
payback big time for me assisting in getting him
naked.

"Keep your legs spread apart Trent. I want Steve to
give you a hand job to end this show. I want to see if
you have anything in those balls" Tiffany asserted.

I continued to lay on the dirt floor, flat on my back,
naked as the day I was born. My penis had gone flaccid
after my shaving and now lay limp on my stomach. My
arms were at my side, my fingers nervously twitching.

Steve hesitantly reached down with his right hand and
nervously began to fondle and squeeze my penis. Almost
instantly these manipulations had an effect on my
penis and again it began to erect. As it did so, Steve
began to rub the head of my penis and gently tugged
and squeezed the shaft, whilst fondling my balls with
his other hand. He was good at this and then I
realised that he had had practice. Steve must
masturbate in secret just like I shamefully did.
Maybe, just maybe I can remember thinking as I lay
there, that doing this was a more common practice than
I had previously thought.

As Steve stroked away at my penis and fondled my balls
I felt a pulse starting to run through my genitals.
Having another guy jerk you off was extremely arousing
despite the situation and the observers. As the sexual
tensions grew within my groin my jaw opened slightly
and locked, my vision seemed impaired with stars and
my breathing quickened very noticeably as I clenched
my hands and curled my toes until finally I let out a
guttural moan as the absolute sexual pleasures of an
orgasm overcame me

A small amount of clear semen shot out of the dark
pink head of my throbbing penis. It was the most
intense orgasm I had ever experienced to that time. I
felt totally exhausted and for a while I just lay
there, hot and sweaty ignoring the girls and Steve,
panting until my senses returned and feelings of
humiliation and shame from being masturbated and made
to ejaculate in public overcame me.

The girls let us dress after that and soon allowed us
to leave.

Steve never called in the favours I owed him for
staying and in fact to my ongoing sexual frustration
never mentioned that afternoon to me ever again. When
a few weeks later, then a couple of months later and
finally a year later, I tried to broach the subject
with him, he simply replied, "Lets not go there" and
changed the subject!


The End